[ bucky smiles into the kiss and it breaks for a moment, but that hardly matters with bucky moving closer, making no move away and every move toward him. intimate is the right word for it and it makes thomas feel wanted and fragile and hopeful all at once, like he could soar to the sky or shatter if he dropped back down to the ground.
but bucky's forehead settles against his and thomas feels grounded despite himself. there's loneliness and there's trepidation, fear and worry —but there's also happiness and desire and warmth.
he lets out a breath, almost a huff of laughter. ]
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but bucky's forehead settles against his and thomas feels grounded despite himself. there's loneliness and there's trepidation, fear and worry —but there's also happiness and desire and warmth.
he lets out a breath, almost a huff of laughter. ]
Hello.
[ his own eyes remain closed. ]